In the quiet hush of morning’s first light,
Patience whispers softly, bidding us to wait.
Time moves slowly, like shadows in flight,
Teaching hearts to trust in fate.

Through the hours, as minutes drift by,
We learn the art of gentle surrender.
Hope remains, like stars in the sky,
Embracing dreams with a love so tender.

The days stretch long, the nights serene,
In the stillness, we find our strength.
Patience grows in moments unseen,
As we wait, new paths unfold at length.

With every breath, we come to know,
The beauty of waiting, the gift of time.
In silence, our spirits softly glow,
Embracing life’s rhythm, so sublime.